the Tortured Souls... F*** death,never panic,live for today life beyond,past the grave,carry me away in the crypts,bodies lay,souls all shout into
Превод: Клане. Измъчван души.
, conceived by a virgin Do a lot in the lyric due to the true and not living Pure as the white driven human inside of a spirit Or the cathedral, that's only a quarter illegal Slaughter
E4 look, it's checkmate No other way to describe a catastrophe The plan was drawin' blood and displayed it graphically Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter Horrific torture
We are all forgotten souls nightmare of every boy and girl Kneight Riduh pirates the leaders of the underworld I'm so happy, happy knowin' my torture
you We are all forgotten souls nightmare of every boy and girl Kneight Riduh pirates the leaders of the underworld I'm so happy, happy knowin my torture
and scandalize, damage, expose, rectify You best fake your death, after me there'll be nothing left Abuse and torture, lyrically bring the lamb to the slaughter
and torso mold As one as my blood is boiling Blowtorch slaughter Bodily capitulation Blowtorch slaughter Blowtorch slaughter Merciless disintegration Blowtorch slaughter
Carnage formed rebirth A sickened lust of hatred Damned to an eternal plight Obscene art alive through death Crafted gore Masterful slaughtering Splatter
Cadavers splattered red from the self-slicing of necks Stenching maggot filled bodies, skulls and bones rot away The slaughtered souls that chose to
Grotesque, crippled, carved up carcass Evil controlling my mind The fear of dying expired of life, to vomit the soul I am dead within myself The end
slowly pull off all your skin Get grease and boil it hot pour on you and your dead friends I probably oughta be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
dirty hoes (and that's how the story goes) We full of that weed (them leaves) so we proceed to take your f**kin soul (all of your souls) It's not a
inside my hands dark satanic slaughter soaks the blood in which i bathe disemboweled corpses rot as i slash and mutilate the lost and unprotected souls
slaughtered Heaven has died (2X) Writhing while you suffer in my crushing grip of pain Your purity, lies deceased, destroyed by infernal hate I'll tear your tortured soul
my obsession i strike the souls down from the grave you'll fear my name, i am possession chorus: hells hatred controls (possession) possesses your soul
I came upon a butcher He was slaughtering a lamb I accused him there With his tortured lamb He said, "Listen to me, child I am what I am And you, you
